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Post by Whisper on Nov 26, 2012 21:31:54 GMT -5
Pierre walked beside Michelle all the way down the path and Michelle's new found "pup" instincts forced her to remain as close to him as possible. She already felt attached to him and her wolf brain had certainly already accepted him as her new father. She smiled at the thought and playfully nudges Pierre. She could still not bleieve she was acting this way around Pierre, not to mention that he was acting tenderly towards her in return. it felt like a too good to be true dream, but the dull throbbing pain just above her rib was evidence enough that it all was real.
Pierre then said that he'd seen a house with laundry outside and that they would only borrow the clothes. Michelle couldn't help but laugh and shoved him playfully,
"You and I both know they're never getting their clothes back if we take them, but I'm up for it. I do believe a few hunters live their if my information is correct. It makes it a little more of a challenge and on the other hand I won't feel guilty about taking their clothes."
Pierre took off at a run and Michelle followed him, pumped up at the prospect of their mission. Pierre then pointedly turned towards Michelle and told her she couldn't come. She made a little wolfy pout but accepted his order only because it was obvious that he didn't want her to get hurt or anything. She shifted behind a big enough bush and laid flat on her belly, her hears pointing forward as she watched him closely to learn from him...
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Post by ShadowsInApril on Nov 26, 2012 21:48:00 GMT -5
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Pierre left Michelle as she squeezed behind a bush. He scooped up his courage and just left his emotions there next to Michelle until he returned. He walked to the houses front gate and unlocked the clasp with his nose, hiding behind the little stone wall as the lock fell open. He pushed the door open, no dog scent. He walked around the house avoiding all the open windows, in case the people see him. He walked to the line and found a lovely variety of clothing. He quickly scanned the windows and he saw the woman inside on the phone but her back was to the window. He saw a child staring at him from the upper level window, but he kid just smiled. Pierre knew he was entertainment for the child. He searched for some clothes and found a nice pair of jeans and a shirt for him, he grabbed hold of the items and yanked them from the line. He placed them over each other so he could just scoop them and go. He then found a dress that looked very loose and he yanked it from the line too. The line shook viciously and Pierre placed the dark blue dress on top of the other items. He then scooped them up into his mouth and slowly trotted back to Michelle just as he was about to leave the house he heard a rustle behind the main door. Just as he was out the woman came out with the child and made her way to her car. Pierre was relieved to see he made it out in one piece. He dashed over to Michelle and dropped the clothes.
"Here you go... I will go get dressed over.... There..."
He found a big bush like thing and went behind it looked around, no people so he phased to human form, quickly slipped into the jeans, fitted just right. But the shirt was a bit to tight Beggars can't be choosers. He waited a while and then called to Michelle.
"Michelle... You done?"
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Post by Whisper on Nov 27, 2012 14:41:10 GMT -5
Michelle watched in excitement as Pierre expertly stalked towards the house. He made absolutely no sounds and Michelle was impressed. Hr tail began to thump into the earth as her excitement soon turned to nervousness. Just as he was about to turn back to her Michelle heard a rustle at the door and her tail began to thump louder with stress. She was far enough that the humans wouldn't hear and she hoped desperately they wouldn't catch him. He missed a woman and her child by mere seconds and came dashing towards Michelle. She jumped up, tail wagging at full speed and her breathing really fast even though she hadn't done anything. She instantly ran towards Pierre and licked his cheek in worry.
"That was WAY too close!"
He put the dress down and said he'd get dressed a few paces away and Michelle just chuckled, finally relieved. She picked up the dress and found herself a dressing corner and phased back into her human form, flinching at the wound in her side. She ignored it for now and pulled the dress over her slightly expanded belly. Her pregnancy was much more obvious in human form and she cringed. Luckily the dress looked nice on her. She heard Pierre calling, asking if she was done and she gathered her courage and stepped from behind the trees. She noticed Pierre's shirt was a little tight and she smiled. It didn't look to bad at all.
"Um... how do I look?"
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Post by ShadowsInApril on Nov 27, 2012 15:02:47 GMT -5
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Pierre just smiled as Michelle was worried about him, he wondered what she would have done if he did get caught. She might go all ninja on them, wolf style. She then took the clothes and Pierre wondered if the dress would fit her. He then heard her ask him how she looked as she appeared from behind a tree and he had to say he was kind of shocked, he didn't know she was pregnant. Maybe that's why she didn't want to go to Lancelot, she can't tell him she is having a baby of another man. But Pierre's assumption was only left inside his head. She looked beautiful, the dress color fit so perfectly with her shade of hair color and her complexion. He stood there in awe for a moment and then finally spoke when he noticed it's to quiet.
"Wow, Michelle. You look beautiful, give daddy a little twirl..."
He took her hand and lifted it so she could twirl and he then laughed when he said daddy. He then took a step back.
"I didn't know you were pregnant... Who's the father?"
He placed a finger on his chin and smiled at her.
"Well I have to say you still look beautiful... I wasn't sure what to take, but it looks like that dress was an excellent choice... So what are we going to do first... Wait let's go get some money first, how about that? Then we can do what your heart desires. We'll make the legal choice this time..."
He gave a hearty laugh after he said legal choice, he wasn't one to do legal things all the time, he was a delinquent. He will however do anything to impress his new daughter. He will not break the law with her around.
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Post by Whisper on Nov 27, 2012 16:18:44 GMT -5
Michelle started to giggle when Pierre seemed to lose his words. He just stood there staring and then finally said that she looked beautiful. He held out his hand and then said she should give daddy a twirl and Michelle smiled brightly, taking his hand with a tender touch and twirling perfectly to let the dress flow in ripples around her. Pierre stood back then mentioned he never knew she was pregnant. He asked her who the father was and Michelle frowned, looking at the ground and then finding Pierre's eyes again,
"Lance never told you?"
Michelle felt somewhat hurt at that information then again on the other hand she was technically dead. She wouldn't blame Lancelot if he didn't want to speak to his father about his dead child.
"Lancelot is the father. It's a baby girl..."
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Post by ShadowsInApril on Nov 27, 2012 16:41:54 GMT -5
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Post by Whisper on Nov 28, 2012 8:56:24 GMT -5
It seemed Pierre really didn't know that Lancelot was the feather of her child and Michelle's own eyebrows furrowed. For some reason Pierre seemed a little weak, as if he wanted to fall to his knees. Was he making fun of her? A tear slipped down his cheek and he then started to laugh. A stern expression formed on Michelle's face and she crossed her arms stubbornly across her chest. Pierre mentioned that she was making him cry again but she only lifted one eyebrow and turned her face away from him. In her mind he was mocking her and she didn't really like it at all. She didn't even listen to all the other stuff he said and suddenly burst out in fury,
"Geez it's not funny!! O'm fucking fat and your laughing at me..."
She wanted to go on screaming at him but only pouted. He suddenly came at her and hugged her. She was tempted to bite him but then again that wouldn't be too nice. She sighed and got over the fact that he had laughed and hugged him back. It was all a little awkward but when he stood back he told her that he knew what they were going to do today and she reluctantly smiled. He could be glad she loved shopping or she would have stayed mad at him.
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Post by ShadowsInApril on Nov 28, 2012 9:28:26 GMT -5
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Pierre just lifted a eyebrow when she said she's fat and he was laughing at her. He didn't mean the laughter in a mean way. But yeah, pregnant woman plus werewolf equals over-emotional person who can't handle themselves. Pierre politely smiled at her and then he just saw her expression changing a bit. She went from mad to happy in a moment. He just pouted and licked of his lips and said to her.
"Well... With that out of the way... You are still beautiful... Ok so shall we be off then?"
He took her hand and placed it on his elbow hooking it and they started to make his way to his little house, which wasn't at any of the located places. It's a place haven't seen yet. When they finally reached his house...
He lead her up the little pathway and when they got to the front door Pierre reached into the little pot plant that stood next to the door and got out his spare key, unlocked the door and opened it. He held the door open for her and he gestured her to enter. When she was inside he stood behind her as she observed the room and he smiled.
"Welcome to my humble abode... Please sit down. I'll just grab my stuff and we can go. The bathroom is in that direction and if you want something to eat or drink, please feel free to take anything. Just no alcohol for you..."
He pointed out the guest bathroom and the kitchen, when she seemed to understand he walked away, he started to sing in French, like he always does.
"quand je vois ton visage, il n'y a pas une chose que je changerais. Parce que tu es incroyable juste la façon dont vous êtes."
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Post by Whisper on Nov 28, 2012 9:56:31 GMT -5
Michelle looked around the quaint little home and smiled. It was cute, unlike what she thought Pierre to be like but he was proving himself much different than what she thought he was like. He told her she could do what she like and she walked over to the window, staring out at the nature, feeling a sense of longing. She heard Pierre start to sing in French and it reminded her so much of Lancelot that her heart was starting to pain, literally. She touched her chest and clenched her eyes closed, fighting the emotion. NO! She had decided Lancelot was dead to her. She couldn't even think about the truth without the fear of falling apart. Gulping back her sobs she buried her feelings, locking them away for real this time she turned to the kitchen an poured herself a glass of water...
"So where are we going Pierre?"
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Post by ShadowsInApril on Nov 28, 2012 10:09:31 GMT -5
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Pierre looked at Michelle as she poured herself a glass of water and asked him where they were going to go. He then just smiled and walked over to the fridge, opening it. Getting himself a beer, opening it and gulped it down, threw the can in the trash. He then found a sandwich in the fridge and ate it, he made it yesterday so it's still fresh. He gestured to the fridge as asking her if she wanted to eat something.
"You want something to eat? Ok, so we are going shopping... Anywhere you like we go there... Today is your day."
He got the keys to his Lime Green Evoque and his wallet and then smiled at Michelle, he could see something was troubling her.
"You alright?... Come on, I can sense and see you're not fine... Tell me what's wrong, please."
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Post by Whisper on Nov 28, 2012 11:44:35 GMT -5
Pierre came back and got himself a beer out of the fridge, gulping it down and Michelle crinkled her nose in distaste. He ate a sandwich as well and Michelle came over into the kitchen just as he asked if she wanted anything. She shook her head in reaction and looked away, sitting down at the counter. He told her they could go anywhere she wanted and she cringed. it was high risk. What if people saw her, people who had been at her funeral? Pierre noticed her procrastination and asked what was bothering her. Michelle's eyebrow rose as he asked please and she sighed and just looked away, speaking in a soft voice,
"You know I'm supposed to be dead right? I can't just go waltzing through the malls as if nothing happened. What if someone saw me who had been to my funeral? What if Lance saw me?"
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Post by ShadowsInApril on Nov 28, 2012 12:10:46 GMT -5
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Pierre also wondered about what would happen if people saw her and then he thought maybe she will be a ghost and Pierre will not be talking to her, but that's just absurd. He wondered if they should leave town...
"What if we go to a mall, not in Eden Town or Bucharest? What if go spend the day at a place, where nobody knows you... It's that or we go buy you a wig and some glasses... then go shopping... Yeah that's pretty much a stupid idea too..."
Pierre wondered what they could do.
"Ok, what do you suggest we do? Anything... I can go get some of your stuff from Lancelot, if you want your clothes... You can stay here as long as you want... Just don't leave without telling me... Please... Stay with me please... As you can see you can walk around here, nobody I have seen from in town has ever come here... I think we should try the wig thing... Just until you want to make a appearance... Oh and please don't hesitate to ask or say anything, I will try to make your visit as pleasant as possible..."
Pierre hoped Michelle would accept the offer, he would take care of her, which ever way she needed. He shall be her butler and everything she wanted him to be. A father would be the number one priority now...
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Post by Whisper on Nov 28, 2012 16:00:52 GMT -5
A sudden cramp crept into Michelle's belly and she clenched her eyes closed and tenderly touched her little belly with one hand, stabilizing herself on the counter with her other hand. It passed quickly though and she breathed deeply. Pierre seemed to consider the fact that other people will see them and then said they could go to another mall, outside of Bucharest and Eden Town and Michelle smiled vaguely. She had to admit, getting far away from here for the day sounded like a lovely idea but her mind skipped back to Xavier. She was temporarily kinda living with him and he was going to worry if she didn't go back soon. She sighed deeply at the thought. How was she going to tell Pierre?
Pierre then asked Michelle what she suggested they should do. He mentioned going to Lancelot's place and getting her stuff and her heart froze at his bare name. She closed her eyes suddenly as if he had hit her and looked looked away. To boot he also asked if she could stay with him and she couldn't even look into his eyes. She stood up and touched his hand, a gesture that she was serious about what she was about to say,
"I can't stay here with you Pierre... but it's a good idea if we go and get only a few of my things..."
Slipping passed him she walked towards the door then turned back,
"Then we can go do some shopping, as you suggested, but I do not want to discuss or worry about anything else for the time being. Let's just have fun for once..."
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Post by ShadowsInApril on Nov 28, 2012 16:25:44 GMT -5
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Michelle said that she can't stay here and as Pierre wanted to say something she said they won't discuss this any further. He wanted to burst out in rage but he respected her claims and just let it be. He nodded and got the keys and walked out, he kept the door open until she was out and he locked it, putting the key on a different place. He walked with her and opened the garage, he unlocked the car, opened the door for her and when she got in he closed it. His mind was now starting to irritate him, he wanted to ask so many questions, but he just kept quiet. He got into the driver's seat and started the SUV. It roared to life and Pierre hugged the steering wheel.
"I have missed you..."
Pierre looked at Michelle and saw the expression he smiled nervously and then pulled out of the driveway, the garage closed and he drove off... He set the GPS for Lancelot's home. The lady on the thing started to irritate Pierre and he shut her up. He glanced at the thing now and then to make sure he was going the right way. The awkward silence in the car was starting to get a little uncomfortable. So Pierre decided to break the Ice.
"So... Michelle, tell me about your family..."
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Post by Whisper on Nov 28, 2012 17:56:15 GMT -5
Michelle was very thankful when Pierre heeded her wishes. She was well aware that he was the type to not listen to her if she asked something like that and her respect for him just doubled. He was showing excellent restraint and she was impressed. The silence almost seemed deafening and she followed him outside. She just HAD to smile at his car. It was a Range Rover Evoque, all done out in her favorite color nonetheless, lime green!!! She smiled all too widely when he opened the door for her and her excitement was obvious. Pierre got in and as the car roared to ife he hugged the steering wheel, saying how he missed it. Michelle had to giggle but she didn't judge him. She honestly was missing her Alice equally as much. She spoke in an excited voice,
"Pierre, thank you soooo much for just dropping the subject for now. I really appreciate it a lot. I promise we'll discuss it a little later... And then on a much brighter note; I LOOOVE YOUR CAR!!!"
Pierre pulled onto the road and activated the GPS. They drove in silence for most of the way as deja-vu attacked Michelle. She knew the road like the back of her hand and driving towards her old home, her old life if you will, she felt a little queezy. Pierre broke the silence, asking about her family and Michelle decided to be brutally honest with him,
"Pierre, I trust you, so I am going to tell you the whole truthful story... I am the only daughter in my family. My older brother is Damon, he's also now living here. Other than him I have a younger brother, Stephen. My mother dies with Stephen's birth. I was very young but it affected Damon something fierce. My father favored Stephen over us and life was hell for me and Damon in that house. Damon got most of the physical beatings and I seemed to get the emotional beatings. My father often told me how my mother was everything that I would never be and that I would amount to nothing. I won't bore you with details though. I left home when i was eighteen, the moment I turned eighteen..."
Michelle paused for a moment, surprised that her past no longer hurt her as much as it used to. She smiled, not a happy smile but a smile that said that she had conquered her past and continued,
"We often underestimate the importance of our family. I only have contact with Damon now, which is another reason why I am so fond of you, Pierre. You are now my new father and I intend to do right by you...""
A small tear slipped from her eye and she smiled sweetly at Pierre, softly touching his leg with the affections of a daughter...
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